Motherly Love

The two of them chatted as they entered the house.

The large manor that used to be quiet and lonely suddenly became lively with this big and small voice.

Zhuang Long stood at the door for a while and gave himself a few minutes to go to the house to listen to the sudden commotion. Then, he turned around and entered the house.

Xiao Meng was used to eating by herself and was not used to being served by others. Zhuang Long had already thought of it, so he specially instructed the head butler to not serve him when he ate in the future.

The chef made a big pot of spicy crayfish. Xiao Meng, who had not eaten crayfish for decades, suddenly ate the crayfish and almost cried on the spot. Zhuang Long had not eaten this thing for many years. He tried a bite. It was spicy and numb. It really suited his taste.

If Xiao Meng had not mentioned it, Zhuang Long would not have known that he liked to eat this.